Chapter 9
Dominic left the hospital after Beverly’s condition stabilized.
He texted Jane, asking if the wedding preparations were complete and that he was on his way to the cathedral. But he received no
reply by the time he arrived.
He opened his phone to text again, only to discover their last conversation was two weeks old. He scrolled up; the screen was
almost entirely white.
Sometimes Jane would ask what he wanted to eat, or seek his opinion on wedding details. Dominic’s replies were always brief:
“Whatever,” “Fine,” “Your choice.”
Jane remained unaffected, continuing to message him daily. Yet, for the past two weeks, there’d been no communication.
A strange feeling washed over Dominic. Why hadn’t Jane contacted him? He remembered Jane’s disbelief a month ago when he
told her he wanted to have a kid with Beverly.
In twenty years, he’d never seen her so pained, or so vehemently opposed to something.
After that, she’d only objected to the IVF; everything else remained the same. It seemed their communication had ceased after
he’d last mentioned it to her two weeks ago.
She stopped texting, and barely spoke to him at home.
The more he recalled, the more uneasy he became. His heart pounded; something bad was about to happen. He reassured himself
it was just the wedding preparations stressing Jane out, urging the driver to speed up.
Still no reply. He gripped his phone tighter.
He arrived at the cathedral to find his friends and family already there, discussing something. They surrounded him.
His mother frowned. “Dominic, why aren’t you wearing a suit? Where’s Jane? Didn’t she come with you?”
